Por Culpa
Don Osvaldo
Because of Guilt
Because of guilt, I've suspected
That joy was just a foolish wish
Only to realize with sadness
That it's impossible to improve a second
Because of guilt and its demands
I became prey to the manipulators
Those who feed off their existence
Trying to sour our hearts
Because of guilt, there were moments
When I put a ceiling on this adventure
Until I understood, there's never a ceiling
If the dream towers over it
Because of guilt, so many people
Blame themselves for having survived
And while the guilty feel nothing
For pushing us off a cliff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Because of guilt, so many people
Blame themselves for having survived
While the guilty feel nothing
For pushing us off a cliff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
